Deviant Detective: The Erotic Detective Mini-Series: Book 2

By Evelyn Ann Roberts

The second book in the Erotic Detective Mini-Series. The adventures of Jasmine and Carson continue, as they go to Peak City to work on a new case of double murder and uncover more details of the disappearance of Jasmine's friend, Jade. However, things get complicated as it's not long until they meet Rachel and Sarah Tofu, both of which have been framed for murder.
These demanding cases hasn't stopped Carson from taking control of Jasmine however. Whenever he has the opportunity to put her in handcuffs he takes it... and take her past her limits.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evelyn Ann Roberts
• Release date: Nov 18, 2019

Evelyn Ann Roberts

I'm a writer who's main interest is erotica mystery's. BDSM is the main focus of the erotica genre in these books. As for the mystery aspect, my main focus is around detective work, but I am also working on books outside of this criteria.Warning: Some of the sex scenes can be very intense and some may feel uncomfortable reading. This is due to some of the hardcore BDSM scenes. Please note that these are only fictional and are only written from fantasy.

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Copyright © Evelyn Ann Roberts, 2019

Chapter 1

The Crime Scene

Are you sure about this Jasmine, Carson asks, as he drives us through the narrow streets of Peak town.

Yes I am! I’m just telling you what’s on the map. Now you need to go straight ahead at the next junction, I demand.

Jasmine… lookup.

I peek over the giant map and see a dead end in front of us. Oh.

Yeah, oh, Carson laughs.

Well, why don’t you have a GPS? It would make this whole thing a lot easier!

Oh so now it's my fault you can’t read a map!

I let out an angry sigh, Carson- the sound of banging on the window distracts me. I turn to meet the gaze of a female police officer on the other side of the glass. Rolling down the window, I flash an awkward smile, hoping she hadn't been standing there long enough to hear us bickering.

Good evening, sorry to bother you, she smiles brightly.

You’re not interrupting anything, we’re just lost, I admit.

Oh, are you two not here for the crime scene? She diverts her eyes past me and towards Carson. I scurry back in my seat, feeling as if I’m a child in the midst of an adult conversation.

I was told by the Chief Inspector that she had called you Inspector Carson White.

Carson waves his hand in the air and says, Yes, that’s us. Sorry guess my coworker here did a better job with the map then I gave her credit for. A smirk grows across my face to hear that I’m not completely useless after all.

The police officer clears her throat and insists, Well please park down Abbeys street, it’s just the one over from this road.

Ok, thank you.

A wide smile appears back on her face again. Before walking away, back towards the crime scene. Carson reverses us out of the awkward spot I got us in and makes our way towards Abbey’s street. As soon as he turns into the road, a male officer standing guard waves us in. He must have recognized Carson, everyone around here seems too. We park and he turns off the engine while explaining, Our hotel is only a little way from here. So if it ends up being a long day we don’t have to worry about driving for hours at least.

I nod. Yeah, at least I can’t get us lost again. I think I’m going to need the rest after the week it’s been. We simultaneously give each other sympathetic eyes, before jumping out the vehicle and heading towards the cordoned off small house.

Carson pulls out his badge to the officer on the other side of the tape. They lift it up, allowing us both through into the crime scene. I follow closely behind Carson as we walk through the already open front door. Immediately the smell of copper soaks my senses. I pull my sleeve to my nose and hold my breath tightly. I know what that smell means but I also want to pretend that this property is just owned by someone who is obsessed with keeping mountains of copper pennies. I am quickly proven wrong as Carsons large frame moves out of the way, revealing a body laying directly in front of me. It lays so still and calmly at the bottom of the stairs. Even though blood is pouring from the head and the body is laying in an unnatural position. There's something so peaceful about it, the end of life and a soul that has been set free. Well, that's what I tried to convince myself of anyway but my stomach clenching was letting me know it hadn't worked.

I shake my head to rid it of the terrible image only steps in front of me. I want to look professional next to all these real professionals. But the reality is that this is too much for me, but I wouldn’t feel like my usual self if I didn’t at least try.

D-did they fall? I stutter.

It looks like it yeah. Not uncommon for someone this age to have a fall and unfortunately stairs can be the killer, Carson says with his inquisitive deep voice.

An officer appears at Carson’s side and holds out his hand, he is trembling with nerves but Carson kindly shakes his hand before asking, What did the coroner say?

T-the coroner decided it was a suspicious death due to the large injury to the head. He believes it might not have been caused by the fall but it needs a second opinion, the officer nervously explains.

Carson nods. Makes sense, thank you. Carson waves his hand in the air dismissing the officer, before leaning down over the old lady taking a closer look. I stand back, my heart racing and no matter what meditative tricks I use it won’t slow down. I knew at some point this would happen, seeing a dead body but I wasn’t expecting it to happen so fast. She looks so pale, yet blotchy and her skin is thin as paper. So frail, like glass, although she might have been like this before she died. How do you even tell what caused her death when someone like her can so easily get hurt?

I advert my eyes back to Carson who is analyzing her head injury and then gazing up at the stairs.

What do you see? I ask.

Carson scratches his chin before speaking, I think she fell down the stairs, it makes sense but I do agree with the coroner. The head injury wasn’t caused by falling and although we can’t say for sure until the coroners report, I think that maybe her cause of death.

So she got hit on the head and fell?

No, that’s not it.

A CSI appears at the top of the stairs, holding a camera and smiling awkwardly in